Song Xuan roared, but the four men stood still in the room, as if they would not leave without seeing the woman in his arms.
But the woman in his arms is Shule. If they see her, they will take her away.
"This gentleman, it's our fault to disturb you. But let me have a look at your fiancee's face and make sure she's not our Miss Shule. We'll leave."
The man in the first place was slow and not worried at all.
How could song Xuan let them see Shule's face, hold the woman in his arms tightly, bite his teeth, and reach out to brush his cell phone.
"If you don't leave, I'll call the police. You're lawless. You're coming in for miss for no reason. Miss short, I'll give you a call. It's very cheap. I can find it even at 150. "
“……” Four men look a little ugly.
Song Xuan took a look at them, deliberately holding his cell phone high, and slowly pressing 110 with his fingers.
"You don't go, do you? I'll call the police. You tell the police what kind of lady you're looking for!"
The phone soon got through. The other party said it was the local police station. What can I do for you?
The man at the head immediately took away his mobile phone, his face was cold, and there was Yin Qi between his eyebrows.
"We just look at your fiancee's face and we'll leave. I hope your husband will cooperate. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"
Song Xuan procrastinates, but the man at the head has come to the bedside, and he is not easy to do it now. He is really worried about the countermeasures, and the woman in his arms moves.
She held him in her slender arms and looked up timidly, revealing half of her face.
That half of the face was covered with black spots, in the yellow wait, very ugly. Her lips were smeared with lipstick, which was all around her lips and turned into sausages.
Before Song Xuan took the mobile phone, he deliberately threw Shule's make-up bag into her hand, and then deliberately delayed her to dress herself up.
Looking at her uglier face than flowers, plus her voice is also whine and say: "husband, you let them go out quickly, so shy."
Song Xuan shakes his goose bumps and can't bear to look directly at her face.
The four men looked at the woman's face, and her face became delicate. They looked at Song Xuan with admiration, but they didn't speak much, so they turned and left.
Their Miss Shule is a famous beauty, though her brain is not easy to use. The woman in Song Xuan's arms is really ugly and hot eyes. How can she be Shule?
When they closed the door, they sighed again in their heart that the man was not bad, and the woman was impatient when she grew up. Either she was true love, or the man was blind.
Hearing the sound of closing the door, song Xuan was relieved. He let go of his arm and wanted to get out of bed, but the woman held him tightly.
She looked up at the innocent face, a pair of Phoenix eyes looking forward to staring at him, "brother song, you said, I'm your fiancee."
"Shule, that's a perfunctory speech. I have to." Song Xuan explained patiently.
Shule was a little sad. She twisted two thick eyebrows to see that he was going to leave. Her arms hugged him again.
"Brother song, I'll sleep with you and really be your fiancee, OK?" Her tone was serious and serious, but song Xuan wanted to leave her.
"Of course not! Shule, a man and a woman can't sleep together casually. They need to really love each other. "
Shule doesn't understand casual, but she's sleeping with him now.
What is true love, she does not understand, but she likes brother song.
"My mother said that if a man and a woman sleep together, there will be children. Brother song, you don't like children, so you don't want to sleep with me? "
Her thinking is too jumping. Song Xuan chokes on her words and has a bad headache.
Now she is naked, holding him, and discussing the issue of having a baby. Song Xuan has made sure that she is a blank sheet of paper about things between men and women.
But how could a girl in her twenties be so pale in this respect?
That can only show that she received an abnormal education since childhood, and the consequence of this kind of education is that she talked about this nonsense with him calmly.
"Shule, let me go first, I'll help you with your face."
"Brother song hasn't promised me yet. You can't escape."
Her body was close to his body. The fire burned song Xuan's mouth. He clenched his teeth.
"I don't want to sleep with you, I won't marry you, and I won't have any children. Shule, I'm saying, "let me go!"
The man's voice is too severe, the last sentence, faint some low roar, scared Shule let go of the arm.
"Brother song."
Because they were wrapped in the quilt, he took more than half of the quilt when he got out of bed.
Hearing her pitifully calling him, song Xuan turned to look at her curiously. He saw that most of her body fell into the air and her eyes were red. He quickly wrapped her in a quilt."Shule!"
He held back his anger and let out a cold low cry.
"I'm here, brother song."
She looked at him inexplicably and didn't know why he was angry again.
“……”
Song Xuan took a deep breath, restrained his mind from rising wildly, and turned to look out of the window.
After a while, he turned to the woman's clear eyes. He sighed and went to the bathroom to wet the towel to wipe her face.
"Shule, girls can't appear in front of men without clothes. It's very impolite, you know?" His voice was gentle, with a touch of tenderness.
Shule blinked, some wronged, "my mother said, in front of her husband, you can be free. I took off my clothes in the bathroom, not on purpose. "
"I'm not your husband, Shule."
Song Xuan felt that the reason for his short life span and sudden death must have been infuriated by this woman.
Shule shriveled his mouth and cried like a child, "but when I'm not dressed, you hold me and kiss me. My mother said that only my husband, the man who wants to marry me, can do this.
You don't want to be my husband, you still kiss me, you hug me, you say I'm your fiancee, you give me back. "
Song Xuan sat by the bed, looking at the woman's sad cry coldly, rubbing his eyebrows again.
How can I return it when I kiss you?
Forget it, if he continues to quarrel, he will be bleeding from Qi Qi Qiao.
He got up to wash, came back from the bathroom, saw the woman still sobbing, red eyes staring at him, like looking at an enemy.
"Brother song, do you think I'm a fool?"
Song Xuan frowned and didn't like her using those two words to evaluate herself.
"You all think I'm a fool. I don't know how to count. You all hate me, play with me, cheat me, and don't want me." The more she said, the more uncomfortable she felt. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed.